Chapter 10: The Other Tape

It was hard to put out of my mind the scenes of the three teenage girls venture into the world of sexual pleasure. I watched the tape several times, jacking off each time I saw my daughters head between her best friend's thighs. My business had kept me away from home quite a bit, and extremely busy when I was in town. I was disappointed that after a month of the pool being open, my hidden camera system had picked up nothing more than Amy and her friends changing into swimsuits.

One rainy Saturday afternoon, Gena took the kids to visit her mother. I had just gotten back from being out of town for a week, so I was in my office attacking the mound of paperwork that had appeared on my desk the past week. After about three hours of work, I took a break. I thought about looking at one of my tapes, hoping that maybe a sexual release would clear the fog in my brain. As I looked over my selection of tapes, I realized that I had never watched the other tape that I had found when I had to replace the broken VCR. The other tape had been dynamite, a lesbian sex fest between our next door neighbor and a local TV newswoman.

I pulled the tape from its box and plugged it into the machine. I sat back and watched as the familiar scene of the pool house dressing room came on the TV. On the screen were two young teenage girls who I had never seen before. The first was a slim redhead about sixteen. She had bright green eyes and small turned up nose. Her small breasts were covered by a bright green bikini top. She had slim hips and almost skinny legs, topped with a very flat, almost boyish ass. The second girl seemed about the same age, or maybe a little younger. She was the exact opposite of the first girl. Her dark hair fell halfway down her back. She had a dark complexion, and dark brown eyes. Her voluptuous breast were spilling out of the top of her blue one-piece bathing suit. Her hips and ass were very shapely, and her legs were filling out to a pleasant shape. Both of the girls were quite attractive and sexy.

As the tape ran, the two girls were talking near one of the mirrors. "I tell you, we can hide in the closet and no one will see us," said the redhead. "I don't know Cheryl, are you sure?" said the dark haired one. "Come on Donna, you said you wanted to see what a guy's dick looked like," and I'm sure Ted will be in here soon." said Cheryl. She went over to the closet and opened the door. There was a space below the bottom shelf where the girls could sit and watch through the louvered doors. One of the louvers had been broken out allowing a full view of the room. I had noticed this when I bought the house, and had replaced the door.

"COME ON!" Cheryl said, and motioned to Donna to join her. Donna went over to the closet and the two girls sat on the floor and pulled the door shut. I could still hear some giggling as they waited. The tape had been edited at this point, so I don't know how long they had to wait. The picture started again as the door to the dressing room opened and a man walked in. (I recognized him as Don, a neighbor who had lived down the street. He and his wife had divorced and he moved shortly after we bought the house.) He was carrying a towel and a pair of swim trunks in his hand. Don was about forty-five, a somewhat indescript man with a balding head and a small beer gut. He locked the door behind him, then looked out through the blinds at the pool area. "Jesus, its hard to look at all that young pussy." he muttered to himself. He pulled his polo shirt off, then slid his chinos off. His back was turned to the camera as he slid his boxer shorts down and kicked them over onto the couch.

His hand appeared to be playing with his dick as he looked through the blinds once again. When he shifted around, I almost dropped the beer I was drinking. His semi-soft cock had to be at least eleven or twelve inches long. He was slowly pulling on it with his hand, obviously wanting to jack off before he went back outside. As he stroked, his dick began to stand up, not getting any longer, but thickening to the size of a flashlight. He released the hand he had on the blinds and began to pull on his massive peter with both hands. Even with both hands on it, at least three or four inches were still visible. The mushroom head was the size of a golf ball, and dark purple in color.

Don turned and sat down on the couch, never turning loose of his huge dick. He was now in full view of the closet door where the two girl were hidden. All of a sudden I heard a shriek come from the closet. Don looked up, his hands falling away from his dick and his eyes full of fear that someone had seen what he was doing. "Who's there?" he demanded. He got off the couch, walked to the closet and opened the door. There sat the two girls, Donna sitting wide-eyed and Cheryl grinning sheepishly. "What are you doing in there?" he asked. Cheryl spoke quickly. "We were hiding in here because Donna had never seen a guy's dick before." "We were hoping Ted would come in, but you came in first." "She had never seen a guy's peter and when she saw how big yours was she screamed." Cheryl rolled up onto her knees and crawled out of the closet. "You were trying to get your dick hard weren't you" "You were playing with it." "My God I've never seen a cock that big," Cheryl chattered. She seemed transfixed on Don's massive organ, which had wilted. Don just stood there dumbfounded, looking at the two cute girls in the closet.

Cheryl's hand reached out and she touched his cock with her finger. Don recoiled a little, not real sure what to do. "How big is it?" Cheryl asked. Don seemed to be in a trance. "It's twelve inches when it's hard." "A little longer when it isn't, " he replied. "Are all guys like that?" Donna asked shakily. 'No, most dicks are only six inches long," Don told her. "Then yours is twice as large as most guys?" she asked. "Yes, when it's hard" he replied.

"I'm sorry I screamed" said Donna. "Its just when I thought about that trying to get inside my body I couldn't help it." "I wish you hadn't," said Cheryl, "I wanted to see what it was like when it was hard." "Can you play with yourself some more so we can see it?" she asked Don. "I don't know...". "Pleeeaase," she pleaded, "I've never seen a cock so huge!" "I'll help you." Cheryl reached over and wrapped her hand around Don's peter and began to stroke it. Donna was sitting in the closet still, staring wide-eyed at the scene. As Cheryl stroked, Don's organ began to once again swell with blood. In a couple of minutes, it was standing out at a ninety degree angle to his body. His eyes were closed, and he moaned in pleasure as the teenager pulled on his pud. "Does that feel good?" Donna asked from the closet. "Oh yes!" he replied. "If she doesn't stop soon I'm going to cum." "What's cum?" Donna asked. "You idiot, that's the white stuff that comes out of a man's dick when he has an orgasm," Cheryl said. "Is that going to happen soon?" asked Donna.

Don's hand was on Cheryl's shoulder, fingering the strap to her bikini top. "You want to see my tits?" Cheryl asked. "Go ahead." Don pulled the knot on the strap and her top fell down, revealing her small tits. They were capped with dime-sized pink nipples, which appeared hard as rocks. As Cheryl continued to jack him off, Don began to moan and thrust his hips. A drop of pre-cum had appeared on the head of Don's dick. "Oh no you don't," Cheryl said, "You can't cum until I try this thing." She quickly stood up and slid her bikini bottoms off, revealing her red furred pubic mound. "Cheryl! You're not going to... ," Donna stuttered. "Oh yes I am," Cheryl replied. She turned to Don and said, "Don't worry, I've been fucked before." "But never by anything this big, so I have to be in control."